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Tankard

Genres: Metal

Poshor Golovar Lyrics - Tankard

Fire in his head 

world was turning all red 

This wall of emotion 

crashing down to him 

Soul crushed and drowning 

 

Deeper than a wound, 

louder than his own scream 

Foreign thoughts rushing in 

upon his open mind 

No way to stop them 

 

The gift of feeling what others feel 

The curse that haunts his family 

All pain and pleasure unceasingly 

Sucked into his identity 

 

(Head of fire -- Poshor golovar) 

(Head of fire -- Poshor golovar) 

Feelings not of me are eating me 

Prisoner of my sensitivity 

(Head of fire -- Poshor golovar) 

I can never be alone with me 

Alcohol, it's my lone relief 

 

[Chorus:] 

I will be all of you, 

I will drink your souls 

I'll be your goodness 

and your honesty 

I'll be your happiness 

and your excessiveness 

I'll be your sadness 

and your darkest fear 

I will be all of you, 

I will drink your souls 

I'll be your evil and insanity 

Your insanity 

Your insanity 

 

Hated by the kids, 

tasting their rejection 

Confused by the power 

raging in his mind 

No help from outside 

 

Then a bigger shock 

when he felt the psych-ward 

Madness overwhelming any sanity 

Close to the breakdown 

 

The gift of feeling what others feel 

The curse that haunts his family 

All pain and pleasure unceasingly 

Sucked into his identity 

 

(Head of fire... 

 

[Chorus] 

 

Found a higher love, 

couldn't get enough of 

inside melting into one another now 

Deepest fulfillment 

 

Always needing more, 

he was like a vampire 

Restless, 

feeding on the feelings coming on 

Lost in the other 

 

The gift of feeling what others feel 

The curse that haunts his family 

All pain and pleasure unceasingly 

Sucked into his identity 

 

(Head on fire... 

 

(Head on fire -- Poshor golovar) 

Feelings not of me are eating me 

Prisoner of my sensitivity 

 

[Chorus] 

Are you remember?


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